Caught in a Brutal Shura Field Between the Protagonist and the Villain - Chapter 2

This was the first time Zhou Wei had been confessed to by a boy, and his feelings were quite complicated.

He stared at Cheng Pang. “You want to brush me off like this?”

Cheng Pang thought, I’ve been exposed.

He answered with a beaming smile, “No. I really admire you. Look at you. You’re stylish, handsome, and rich. Isn’t it natural that others would like you?”

Zhou Wei: …Well, that’s not bad.

Cheng Pang continued flattering him and carefully asked, “I wonder, Wei-ge, are you still taking underlings? I can do anything.”

Zhou Wei casually glanced past Cheng Pang’s fawning smile, thinking, This guy is rather slick with words.

A student athlete holding a basketball shouted loudly from ten meters away, “Zhou Wei, are you playing or not?”

Zhou Wei lifted his chin, signaling that he was coming right away.

He lowered his gaze at Cheng Pang and threatened, “Fatty, you better remember this.”

Cheng Pang nodded frantically.

Zhou Wei left with his rowdy friends. Cheng Pang knew he would not be beaten up. Although Zhou Wei was fierce, he rarely hit people. Not out of kindness, but simply because he found fighting extremely boring. What he loved most was basketball, and he had to play for at least an hour every day.

Cheng Pang clapped his hands and thought, At the end of the day, he’s just a kid.

Qiu Yu turned his head, fixing his gaze on the back door for a long while.

Seeing Cheng Pang return unharmed, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. After Cheng Pang sat down, he walked up. “Are you alright?”

Cheng Pang looked up. “I’m fine.”

Qiu Yu asked, “Why did you help me?”

Because you’re the protagonist, only by helping you complete your romance with the female lead Xu Lin can I get the reward. Cheng Pang didn’t say what was really on his mind. Instead, he said, “Because I feel like you’re my friend.”

Qiu Yu looked down at him from above.

“Liu Bai” was a fat kid, arguably the fattest in the class. His body was round, his face also round, but his skin was good, smooth and tender-looking, especially the flesh on his cheeks, which moved with every twitch of his mouth, full of bouncy softness.

For a moment, Qiu Yu lost focus, then regained his attention after hearing those words. He smiled faintly. “Thank you.”

Cheng Pang waved his chubby hand, “You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”

After all, he knew the plot ahead of time. How he wished he could finish this novel mission sooner and get the 100,000 yuan prize.

Qiu Yu returned to his seat but could not help glancing sideways at him again, slowly smiling.

In the afternoon, the list of financially disadvantaged students was released. After class, Cheng Pang saw that the school had actually posted the names and photos of all financially disadvantaged students on the bulletin board, and even enlarged the donors’ portraits and names, clearly listing the specific students being funded along with their family information.

No wonder the original “Liu Bai” was reluctant to apply. It was practically a public execution.

Quite a few people were gathered around the display board, and it seemed they were all looking at him. Originally intending to walk past as if nothing had happened, Cheng Pang couldn’t help pricking up his ears.

Onlookers A: “This Liu Bai is way too fat. Can someone this fat really be a poor student?”

Onlooker B: “Damn, he looks like one of the Fuwa mascots.”

Onlooker C: “No, his figure is the Olympic rings.”

Onlooker D: “Hahahahahahahahaha.”

Onlooker A: “Look how fat his face is. One face as big as two. Everyone else looks pale and skinny, but only he’s all fair and chubby. He must be faking poverty. How could someone like this be selected?”

……

Silently standing behind them, Cheng Pang suddenly shouted with a booming voice, “Am I eating your family’s rice?!”

The few people chatting and laughing jumped in fright. Turning around, they realized it was the guy from the photo… Indeed, his round face was exactly the same as in the picture.

Cheng Pang swept his gaze over them. “If you don’t want me to apply, then give me your family’s rice to eat.”

The noisy ones: “……”

The tall boy in the lead, relying on his physical advantage, stepped forward and looked down. “You’re this fat, and you call yourself poor?”

Cheng Pang lifted his head, puffed up with pride, “So being poor means I can’t be fat? Do you have to look gaunt and sickly to qualify as a poor student? Is there some law that says so? Exactly how skinny do I have to be to meet your standard?”

Tall boy: “You’re not poor at all.”

Cheng Pang gritted his teeth, “And you’re not handsome at all.”

Tall boy: “……” What did that have to do with anything?

The tall boy grew angry, “Watch it, I’ll report you for faking your poverty application!”

Cheng Pang grew even angrier, “Report me? Then I’ll report you for cheating on exams. Just look at you, so big and burly. You don’t look like someone who studies well. So your grades must be fake too, right? You cheated and stole a good student’s spot! I’ll report you!”

Tall boy: “That’s bullshit!”

Cheng Pang: “Then how can you prove it’s bullshit?”

Although they knew it was twisted logic, the group was momentarily left speechless.

The tall boy looked ready to get physical.

Cheng Pang stuck his hands on his hips and jutted out his belly. “Go ahead, hit me. There’s surveillance here. The next second, I’ll go tell the teacher.”

Tall boy: …This fatty is shameless beyond belief.

The people behind him also noticed that the tall boy couldn’t outtalk this fatty, and since he couldn’t hit him either, just standing there looking threatening was awkward. So they pulled him back, giving him an excuse, “Forget it, forget it, don’t stoop to his level.”

The tall boy took the step down and spat out the classic line, “Fatty, you just wait.”

Cheng Pang: “Oh, see you later.”

When Cheng Pang turned around, he was startled to find Zhou Wei and his two friends standing behind him.

…Oops, I accidentally let you see my handsome, dashing self.

Zhou Wei smiled with a hint of interest.

Cheng Pang felt his “fanboy” persona was about to collapse. He took a deep breath and, in his mind, slapped the word “Dignity” down with his pudgy palm.

Then he summoned all his energy, transforming like the protagonist of a novel—

Bootlicker mode ON!

Cheng Pang, shy and bashful: “Wei-ge~~~”

Zhou Wei instantly shuddered with disgust, his face stern as he walked away.

Cheng Pang stuck to him like glue. “Wei-ge, I heard you’re going on the spring outing too? That’s great. It’s a rare chance for us to be alone together, so I’m going too. Hehe, I can take care of you in every possible way. Wei-ge, what do you like? I’ll buy it for you.”

Zhou Wei: “You’re so poor. What could you possibly buy for me?”

Cheng Pang: “Haven’t you heard that story? A man with ten thousand only spends ten on you. But I have ten, and I’ll spend nine on you.”

Zhou Wei clicked his tongue lightly.

He gave him a sidelong glance. This fatty was unusually energetic today. He was not only bold in action but also sharp-tongued. What had gotten into him?

The basketball spun out of Zhou Wei’s hand and bounced far away.

Hu Peng was about to fetch it, but Cheng Pang was faster. He quickly grabbed it and handed it over to Zhou Wei like a diligent little lapdog.

His chubby face was filled with admiration and adoration.

Zhou Wei accepted it. Remembering how he hadn’t bothered punishing him this morning while playing basketball, a new idea suddenly popped into his head. He looked down and asked, “You want to be my underling, don’t you?”

Cheng Pang blinked: “Of course.”

Zhou Wei: “Then you should listen to me, right?”

Catching a whiff of something unusual, Cheng Pang smiled slyly, “…Go on.”

Zhou Wei swept a glance at him. “Tomorrow, come to class wearing women’s clothes.”

Cheng Pang: “???”

Zhou Wei laughed. Since he minded being called fat, he must also care about his image. If he made him cross-dress, he surely wouldn’t want to. Zhou Wei liked making people do what they didn’t want to do.

He deliberately pressured him, smirking wickedly as he patted his head, “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you can’t even manage that?”

Cheng Pang gave him a dead-fish stare.

Young man, your thoughts are so dirty.

But Cheng Pang only thought about it for five seconds before quickly nodding eagerly, “Then if I do it, will you agree to one condition of mine?”

Zhou Wei: “Say it.”

Cheng Pang: “You won’t go on the spring outing.”

That’s it?

Too easy. Zhou Wei let out a light snort, “Fine. Don’t chicken out when the time comes.”

Cheng Pang thought, We’ll see who chickens out first.